BILLIE L ROTH
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HONORED ON PANEL 2E, LINE 21 OF THE WALL

BILLIE LEROY ROTH

WALL NAME

BILLIE L ROTH

PANEL / LINE

2E/21

DATE OF BIRTH

06/22/1934

CASUALTY PROVINCE

BIEN HOA

DATE OF CASUALTY

06/27/1965

HOME OF RECORD

LACON

COUNTY OF RECORD

Marshall County

STATE

IL

BRANCH OF SERVICE

AIR FORCE

RANK

SSGT

STATUS

MIA

ASSOCIATED ITEMS LEFT AT THE WALL

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR BILLIE LEROY ROTH
POSTED ON 12.30.2005
POSTED BY: CLAY MARSTON

IN REMEMBRANCE OF THIS FINE YOUNG UNITED STATES AIR FORCE SERVICEMAN, WHO REMAINS AS BEING MISSING IN ACTION, WHOSE NAME SHALL LIVE FOREVER MORE



STAFF SERGEANT

BILLIE LEROY ROTH


served as a

CARGO MASTER

and was attached to the


1st FLIGHT DETACHMENT

MILITARY ASSISTANCE COMMAND, VIETNAM

STUDIES AND OBSERVATION GROUP

1131st SPECIAL ACTIVITIES SQUADRON

12th DETACHMENT


Missions:

Captain CARL EDWIN JACKSON Accumulated 4200 hours of flying time throughout his career in the United States Air Force prior to his shootdown.


Personnel In Incident:


CAPTAIN
CARL EDWIN JACKSON
PILOT


STAFF SERGEANT
BILLIE LEROY ROTH
CARGO MASTER


14 more onboard were " Chinese Nationalists "



The FAIRCHILD C123 PROVIDER was a night attack system / transport aircraft based on an all-metal glider designed by Chase Aircraft.

The airplane's C123B prototype first flew on 1 September 1954.

The C123B, in the hands of a group of airmen who called themselves " The Mule Train " became the first transport to see Vietnam service.

The C123B transports were soon joined by UC123Bs of the now-controversial " Project Ranch Hand " which sprayed pesticides and herbicides over Vietnam, including Agent Orange.

The PROVIDER, particularly in camouflage paint with mottled topside and light bottomside, resembled an arched-back whale suspended from the bottom midpoint of huge dorsal wings.

Like other transports, the FAIRCHILD PROVIDER proved its versatility during the Vietnam war.

The C123 also dispensed flares to illuminate targets for fighters or tactical bombers, and were dubbed " Candlestick " when they served in this capacity.

The MACV-SOG personnel in this incident were commanded directly out of the Pentagon by the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

One was not just assigned to this detachment, but rather interviewed for it at the Pentagon, so the work was extraordinary even applying Air Commando standards.

The aircraft had no standard markings on it, but were painted with a unique camouflage pattern of low-reflectivity black, green and brown paint.

The aircraft was rigged with pylons on it.

Runways were often replaced by landing on very wide roads.

The 1131st Special Activities Squadron flew only at night.

They operated in a shroud of secrecy, no reports, no tail numbers due to MACV-SOG.

All aircraft were sanitized as well as the nationality and individuality of those on board.

The idea was to "just make it happen ".

Captain Carl Edwin Jackson enlisted in the Air Force in 1957 for two years.

He re-enlisted in the Air Force Reserve, active duty, in 1960.

He was one of the elite chosen to work with MACV-SOG ( Military Assistance Command, Vietnam - Studies and Observation Group ).

MACV-SOG was a joint service high command unconventional warfare task force engaged in highly classified operations throughout Southeast Asia.

Captain Jackson flew the C123 Provider in Vietnam.

Staff Sergeant Billie Leroy " Sam " Roth was on stand-by as a C123 cargo master on the night he was assigned to fly with Jackson.

Jackson, Roth, and 14 " Chinese Nationalists " were on board the night the flight was reported downed.

The co-pilot as well was Chinese.

The Department of Defense de-classified this information in the mid 1990s.

The family of Captain Jackson was told that on Sunday evening, word had it that Nha Trang was about to be under rocket and mortar attack.

Jackson and his commanding officer headed for the jeep, dropping off his c/o at one aircraft then drove to his own.

Apparently, the destination was Tan Son Nhut Air Base.

On 27 June 1965, while on final approach, Jackson's C123 started receiving ground-fire and subsequently crashed.

Rescue crews arrived at the scene and found that there were no survivors.

The FBI was brought in to fingerprint all on board, however, none of the bodies could be identified as Captain Carl Edwin Jackson, USAF.

Throughout the years, the U.S. government has still not positively located his crash site.

There have been at least two sites which correlated with his flight.

Further investigation of both sites proved negative results.

It has been rumored that his aircraft was flying somewhere near North Vietnam and that his C123 did take ground fire and crash.

No one knew for sure whether or not anyone survived.

The aircraft supposedly crashed north of " Thud Ridge ".

Over the years, the Jackson family and the Roth family have personally met to discuss the events.

They have shared personal information with each other as well.

On 16 May 1968, Chanute Air Force Base located in Illinios, dedicated a building to Captain Carl Edwin Jackson who had become the first casualty from Chanute in Vietnam.

The building was named " Jackson Hall ".


A loving tribute to Carl Jackson can be found on the Internet at

http://www.shreve.net/~skydive.

Many family photos are posted.



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http://www.shreveporttimes.com

SON REMEMBERS FATHER KILLED IN VIETNAM

by Kym Klass

The Shreveport Times

21 September 2003


Dear Alan, Do you like your robe ? Are you being a sweet man for Mom ? You know, you have to be the man-of-the-house while Dad is away, so be big and help Mom.

The letter was dated 30 May 1965.

Alan Jackson's father, Captain Carl Edwin Jackson, left for the Vietnam War 15 days before that.

This would be the only letter Alan Jackson received from his father.

The day the Air Force pilot who flew C-123 transports left for Vietnam was the last day Alan Jackson saw his father.

The last letter. The last day. Huge " lasts " for a 6-year-old.

Bossier City's Alan Jackson holds on to one of the last memories he has of his father.

It was a windy day in Illinois when the two of them flew a kite.

The kite string broke and Alan Jackson remembers his father jumping on another of his children's bikes to chase the kite.

" I don't remember if he even caught it," Alan Jackson said, while staring at the Moving Wall in front of the Bossier City Civic Center.

The travelling wall is three-fourths the size of The Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall in Washington, D.C., a place Alan Jackson has visited annually since 1985.

It's the place where he began placing two white roses under his father's name: one rose for his mother, the other for his dad.

He did the same thing Saturday.

I miss you, son, and I'll be home as soon as I can.

There are speculations to what happened to Alan Jackson's father, who is considered killed ( with a 27 June 1965 casualty date ), although his body has never been recovered.

Alan Jackson said that while his father was in the Air Force, he worked for the CIA on covert missions.

The first speculation, Alan Jackson said, is that on his final approach to Tan Son Nhut Air Base, his father's airplane was shot down and nose-dived into the ground.

The second, he said, is that the plane belly-landed in a river in South Vietnam.

He was told there were two sets of footprints leaving the area.

The last speculation, Alan Jackson said, came from a December 1966 " bright light raid " conducted at a prisoner-of-war camp in Cambodia.

It was reportedly being done to rescue a man with the last name Jackson.

The man was never found, although Alan Jackson said several Americans were killed in the attempt.

Alan Jackson still can't look at the Memorial wall without becoming emotional. So many names, he says. So many faces.

When he looks at it, he thinks of " pain. I see people there. I feel pain for myself; there's a lot of hurt. A lot of people just see a lot of names up there, but there's a face to each name.

" There's a lot of heroes, and not a one was wasted," he added. "A lot of people think Vietnam was a waste, but it was a just cause, in my opinion."

While the Jackson family doesn't have a cemetery at which to visit Carl Jackson, and while they touch a wall symbolizing his duty to his country to remember him, Alan Jackson has some possessions at home.

About once or twice a year, he takes out a footlocker with his father's uniforms, pictures, letters.

He said his father wrote his mother ( who died in June 1989 ) three to four times daily.

Copies of letters are placed in protective coverings and saved in a three-ring binder.

I swim at the beach almost every day and I wish I had you to play on the beach with me.

Carl Jackson's wife received a telegram on 28 June 1965, that her husband was missing.

On 4 July 1965, she was notified that he had been killed in action.

" At times, it's very hard not knowing because I don't have that closure," Alan Jackson said. " His (commanding officer) has given us three different stories and they contradict each other and that's the problem.

" I know that he's at peace; I know that he's in Heaven. My goal is to have him flown home and buried next to my mother."

To help him feel his father died for a reason, Alan Jackson reads from a letter his father wrote to his mother. It " helps me deal with his name up there." In part, it says:

I work every Sunday and can't attend church. Our work is helping to guarantee freedom to exist and worship as man desires, so we all will occasionally make a few concessions or sacrifices. And it sometimes makes you feel that your sacrifice is worthwhile when a store owner or restaurant owner tells you that he would have no business if it weren't for the U.S.
military keeping the VC in the hills. It is a hard task and it sometimes looks futile, but it must be done. Communism can't be allowed to envelop the globe. And so much hinges upon our success or failure in S.E. Asia.

He would sign letters to his wife: Love, me ... Your husband ... All my love, me.

" I like to touch people's hearts ... not their heads, but their hearts," Alan Jackson said. " I wish I could just have one day. I'll see him one day."

Alan Jackson doesn't remember what his father's voice sounded like.

But he keeps hold of the words.

Be sweet and don't make mom fuss at you - O.K. ? Love, Dad





///// ~~~ MISSING IN ACTION ~~~ \\





YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN

NOR SHALL YOU EVER BE



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POSTED ON 7.1.2005
POSTED BY: Bob Ross

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

Mary Frye – 1932

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POSTED ON 2.22.2003
POSTED BY: Candace Lokey

Not Forgotten

I have not forgotten you. I chair the Adoption Committee for The National League of Families of Prisoners of War and Missing in Action in Southeast Asia. We will always remember the 1,889 Americans still unaccounted for in Southeast Asia and the thousands of others that lost their lives. We will not stop our efforts until all of you are home where you belong.

We need to reach the next generation so that they will carry on when our generation is no longer able. To do so, we are attempting to locate photographs of all the missing. If you are reading this remembrance and have a photo and/or memory of this missing American that you would like to share for our project, please contact me at:

Candace Lokey
PO Box 206
Freeport, PA 16229
[email protected]

If you are not familiar with our organization, please visit our web site at :

www.pow-miafamilies.org
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